[Intro]
Welcome to Haphazard
The man, the man of many thoughts
The man of many weird, weird thoughts
Haphazard (Haphazard)
I hope you've set aside some time to just listen, listen (Haphazard)
Listen

[Verse]
Yeah, this is my grand entrance to anyone in attendance (Huh, yuh)
Just take a second to witness a king
I see the sun in the distance
I feel the heat of the beam
Hottest, I'm steamin' my jeans
Rip like it's Bruce turnin' green
Hawk verses in booth
Break mics, I shatter the room
Earthquake, y'all better move
Duck and cover
I rap like toast when it's smothered in butter
Smooth like a baby, that's word to my mother
I got it
I'm switchin' them flows 'cause I'm so open minded
I ain't got a preference but you got the flow of a peasant
What that mean? (What that mean?) Lit-mited
My shit is lit-mitless (Huh?), I think they might evict (Huh? Yuh)
Bass rattle coins on my desk
I might drop a coin on my neck
Money like plants, I got drip on my ass
And my wallet back pocket, so I make a profit
Wavy I am (Huh?), I'm as hot the Sun (Yuh), it's apparent (Whoa)
Photosynthesis, I just made a grand
I got more bands than him, huh
I got more hoes than pimps, yuh (Huh? Yuh)
That was a joke, my friend, huh (What? Yuh)
Don't make me go again (Okay, yuh!)
I'm steady snappin', I always deliver the package (Yuh)
Always better than the average (Huh, yuh)
I hit the beat like a racket (What?)
Neighbors yelling, "Cut the racket!"
I can't help but just be ratchet (Huh)
Run the beat (Yuh), it's outta habit
(Huh?) Hol' up, n***as, I'm the baddest (Huh)
Open n***as, call 'em Raditz (What?), uh, what?
I'm so sick of half ass rappers
Thinking they the shit, 'cause after I spit all this truth
They step they ass in the booth talkin' 'bout diamonds
I'm so sick of tryin', so I give up
I'm just gon' talk 'bout whatever the fuck
Haphazard my thought process (Uh-huh)
Who is him? I'm the rawest
(Huh) Who wanna fade? My n***a, he a savage
I call him X-D, keep it directly
Pop at your belly (Huh?), hand very steady (What?)
Hol' up, slow up (Yuh)
I'm finna blow up (Huh?), C-4, fuck all these people (Yuh, yuh)
(Yuh) Verses, they hit like a deagle
All eyes on me like the peephole
Claiming you king, I'ma dethrone (Huh?)
Hard as the hammer or gavel
There ain't a beat I cannot tackle
I got it on lock like a shackle (What? Yuh)
I'll leave a bruise on a bullet
I live my life to the fullest
Keeping your neck where my foot is
"No, not the yuttas!" I put my dick where her gut is (Yuh)
Messages flooded, clout is apparent
Shout-out them kids and they parents
I run the beat like an errand
And, I go ham, Toucan Sam
Fly like a birdie, bow and a curtsy (Huh? Whoa)
Put on a show, get a standin' ovation (Yeah, yeah)
It’s nothin' but work, I ain’t takin' vacation
My foot on the pedal (Okay, yuh), ain’t stop at the station for gas (Okay, uh)
Middle finger to the n***as I passed (Okay, yuh)
(Huh, yuh, hol' up, huh)
Hol' up, lemme rest my voice
I pick words like a stack of toys
I get head like a bag of coins
I cash out at the burger store, but get green like a herbivore
(Yuh, yuh) I hit my dance (Okay, yuh)
I show my love to my fans (Okay, huh)
I gave away all my Vans (Okay, yuh, okay, what?)
I nearly spent me a bands (Okay, yuh, huh)
Tooting my horn, I’m so gracious (What? Huh)
I scoop the money like waitress (What? Huh, yuh)
All of this started from basement (Huh, yuh)
Wait, a garage
You’ve seen me fail? (Huh, yuh) That’s a mirage
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Fire breathin', fumin', don’t assume I’m human
Check the empty ruins
Distant gala- ooh, my…
Haphazard